Lin Jiayi didn't stop Qin Ting. She simply allowed him to run toward the exit.
The door was pushed open by Qin Ting, and two burly men dressed in black suits appeared in front of him. They raised their hands coldly and blocked Qin Ting's path. Standing outside of the burly men were the manager of the Peking Hotel and a woman.
The manager ignored Qin Ting and turned to Lin Jiayi, who was sitting inside. "Mr. Lin, your friend is here again."
"Invite her in," Lin Jiayi said with a smile.
Hearing Lin Jiayi's words, the burly man immediately lowered his arm. As the woman walked in, Qin Ting's legs began to tremble. He subconsciously wanted to rush out of the door, but the two burly men reacted much faster than him. They quickly stopped him and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin. Miss Lin has instructed us in advance that without her permission, only people can enter and not leave this room." "You're right.
After saying so, the burly men forcefully pushed Qin Ting back into the room and closed the door.
Lin Jiayi waited until the woman walked into the suite before she slowly rose to her feet. With graceful steps, she walked over to the woman who had been staring at Qin Ting all this while, and with a smile on her face, she asked, "Qin Ting, do you know her?"
The woman didn't speak. She only stared at Qin Ting.
Qin Ting didn't even dare to look at the woman. He shook his head and said, "No, I don't know her. I-I don't know who she is …"
Hearing this answer, the woman subconsciously opened her mouth to speak, but before she could open her mouth, Lin Jiayi reached out and touched her arm, stopping her.
"Alright, since you don't know her, allow me to introduce her to you. She's Song Ying, the only daughter of a wealthy family in Song Empire. She's from Shanghai, and she got married ten years ago. Her husband is Qin Ting. Oh, this Qin Ting … Not only does he have the same name as you, even his date of birth, appearance, and birthplace are exactly the same as yours … Some time ago, I was fortunate enough to get to know Miss Song and befriend her. I heard that she's been looking for a husband, so I invited her over. Qin Ting, take a good look at her and see if she's really your wife or not."
Qin Ting, take a good look at her and see if she's really your wife. "Hearing those words, Qin Ting's face paled." No, I'm not! I'm not her husband! Jiayi, don't listen to her nonsense! She's just making things up … "
"You're spouting nonsense! Qin Ting, you …" Song Ying couldn't hold herself back any longer. However, she was still the daughter of a wealthy family, and due to her upbringing, she didn't utter any vulgarities. In the end, she could only angrily take out the marriage certificate from her bag and shout, "… Take a look at what this is!"
Qin Ting took a glance at the marriage certificate and said, "You bought this marriage certificate with your own money, right? This is fake, right? That's right, it's fake. Jiayi, I've never loved her, I don't even know who she is. Jiayi, you have to believe me …"
"Y-you …" Song Ying pointed at Qin Ting with reddened eyes.
"What do you mean by 'I'? Do I even know you? What kind of grudge do you have against me for you to do this to me … "Qin Ting interjected furiously, but before he could finish his words, Lin Jiayi, who was standing right beside Song Ying, abruptly sent a kick right into his abdomen.
"Yes, you're right. She doesn't know you, and you aren't even a human, so how can you possibly know her?"
As soon as Lin Jiayi said those words, before anyone could see what had happened, Lin Jiayi executed a dashing shoulder throw, sending Qin Ting crashing to the ground.
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